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Submitted to Contest #35
I rubbed my neck under a violet hoodie. So this is it. This is the day. The first spring flowers bloomed at a local park with colors of white, red and yellow mocking me to fulfill my promise. The promise I made with Matt, my best friend, while totally drunk at the Christmas party. Damn him for recoding it all to make me keep it, knowing I would chicken out otherwise. So, what was it all about? Well, I had to apply for a promotion. The assistant manager position will be free in a few weeks and I really, really wanted the job. The proble...
Submitted to Contest #34
Finally a night off after a month. A month of crazy non-stop work. But what did I expect when I joined this Special Investigation Agency? Definitely not a failure. We, me and my three guy team members, followed a pile of bodies and leads through states, heard numerous people and what for? The villain managed to flee just under our noses. Moving us right to the beginning. Add pent up frustration and huge differences between guys and disaster were around the corner. I was glad we managed to survive this past month. We had huge talking problems...
Father: Only one hour left until the anniversary. Me: Do NOT remind me!Father: How is drinking going? Me: Not good when you are pestering me. Father: Oh, very funnyFather: How much had you have already?Me: Why do you even care? Father: That’s a stupid question. I am your father. I loved your mother. So I mourn her too. Naturally.Me: 6 shots so far…Father: Good, I had 10 already…Me: Another 6 coming up… Father: Trying to beat me? Me: AlwaysFather: You should join me at AA meeting, we are meeting in 15. Me: N...
Submitted to Contest #33
The front door of my hairdresser salon, Enchantress, smashed open into the wall with the loud bang. I jumped my scissors cutting a larger section of the hair, black strands hopelessly spiraling onto the ground. I barely missed the customer's ear by an inch as our attention moved to whoever barged in. At the door stood a woman. Pink. Her hair was neon pink shining even through her pristine white slouch hat. Wild stands showing here and there. Wow. How did she manage to do it? Tears streamed down her pretty face smearing heavy makeup int...
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